I Go Hard, I Go Home

another slightly altered version:

Take me to the City Lights Can't cope another night at home I need to go where I can sweat To hear things in stereo

Feels like a smoke machine There is a disco ball I never knew but now it stands Think I understand it now

I go hard. I go home. I go hard. I go home. I go hard. I go home. I go hard. I go home.

Forget about the things you want Forget about hopes and dreams Focus on the here and now You’ll stray from what could’ve been

Boys from the fashion show There’s girls from the magazine Take your opportunities And be all you want to be

I go hard. I go home. I go hard. I go home. I go hard. I go home. I go hard. I go home.

Cause sometimes we got to go Where nobody knows your name Leave all the things we knew

And learn how to start again

And learn how to start again

And learn how to start again

I go hard. I go home. I go hard. I go home. I go hard. I go home. I go hard. I go home.

perhaps?